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Ask not that we loved him
For how much can we say?
We loved, how we loved him
Each and every day
Ask not of our feelings
For they are numb like clay
Love now has no answers
For why he’s gone away
Ask not of the future
In that we see no light
But help us in our darkness
Through this whole endless night
Ask not of our courage
For fail it will again
Yet love will be around us
Sustaining us through pain
Ask not why it happened
For reason plays no part
In mending forever
Broken pieces of the heart
modified from words by
Christine Lacey
Willingham, Cambs